Four more days!

ARGH I LEAVE THIS CITY AND STATE AND COUNTRY AND HEMISPHERE AND TIMEZONE IN APPROXIMATELY FOUR DAYS.

Ohm. Calmness. Serendipity.

Jesus.

On the bright side, NO CAMPING HAPPENED! Friends instead took me to Byron where we stayed at the Backpackers Inn, in dorms that quickly assumed the smell of dying small mammals. We drank sangria with lots of european people, and were forced to admit to the spanish, french, english, finnish, italian, dutch and german that actually, we come from the far away and exotic lands of Brisbane, two whole hours away minus Lost Time. I am creating the phrase Lost Time, meaning time which was wasted because I have an unholy lack of navigational skills, because I feel like it will be mentioned a lot. I should count up the hours.

Anywho, it was good times. And now I am thrown into the world of packing and organising myself, and I should mention that it is about now that I realise that I don't know how to do anything. What is a passport? How do I travel in a big metal flying machine? What happens if a crazed dwarf urinates on my boarding pass? WHAT THEN?? To be honest, I don't know how I made it this far.